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She stared at him, disbelief and comprehension warring in her eyes. He stared back, tense – a hair-breadth away from bolting. She blinked, and the spell was broken.
"Sorry, sorry – I'm not crazy, please believe me, I couldn't tell you.." Henry began to back away, hands raised up as if to either placate her or ward off a blow. She watched him for a few moments before cutting off his frightened babble.
"Henry. Shush."
Obediently, his mouth snapped closed, and he stopped moving at the same time.
"Okay..." She frowned. "So you're immortal?"
He nodded.
"And you're over two hundred years old?"
He nodded again.
Silence took over again as she mentally reorganized all she knew of Henry. "Does anyone else know?"
"Only Abe now. And you."
"And you can't die?"
He hesitated, and opened his mouth to say something, but she cut him off.
"Or at least you can't stay dead?"
He nodded.
"Oh." As she looked at him, feeling as though a missing piece had been given her that finally unlocked the Doctor's eccentricities, she noticed his hands were shaking. "Come on." She grabbed his arm and pulled him back to the warmth of her car.
He balked and tried to pull away, opening his mouth to protest. "Please, Jo, believe me – I'm telling you the truth – I'm not crazy..."
"Henry!"She interrupted him again. "Calm down, you're going to hyperventilate. And I believe you."
He stopped suddenly. "Really?"
"Yes, Henry. It makes sense. Besides," She began pulling him back to the car and sighed in relief when he followed her willingly, "it could always be worse."
"Worse?"
"You could always come back in a fish bowl or a sink instead of the river."
AN: Firstly, this is not how I think it will go. More than likely, Jo will feel betrayed - if she finds out. I can hope for better, but still... I apologize for any oddness in the characters, this is my first attempt at writing an actual story. For Henry, all I can say is that he will undoubtedly be terrified regardless of the circumstances - even if he tries to hide it. once again, thank you so much for reading! God bless!